The debt repayment life of the full-level metaphysics

Chapter 392 Call Master Mu

Liao Qianqian stood behind Fu Yuxing and looked at Fu Yuxing in a panic, crawling towards the door on all hands and feet, like a dying dog.

"Yu Xing, what's going on, what's going on inside?"

Fu Xinyue's voice came from outside.

Probably hearing the sound of Fu Yuxing falling to the ground, she felt that something was wrong, so she turned the doorknob directly.

The door was originally locked.

Fu Xinyue twisted it several times, but couldn't open the door.

Seeing this, Fu Er hooked his finger.

Fu Xinyue, who was desperately trying to open the door, suddenly heard a click, and the door that was originally closed and unable to open suddenly opened.

Fu Xinyue rushed in quickly, and saw Fu Yuxing lying on the ground with many wounds on his neck, like scratches.

And his hands were covered with blood, especially the fingertips, consistent with the wound on his neck, as if he had scratched himself.

Fu Xinyue went to help him in astonishment, and complained angrily, "Fu Yuxing, what's the matter with you? Those who like to play exciting games can't be so cruel to themselves!"

She has always known that her younger brother has some special tendencies.

But he never expected that Fu Yuxing would attack him.

Fu Yuxing's brain is short of oxygen now, he can't hear Fu Xinyue's voice at all, his eardrums are swollen and painful, his tinnitus keeps ringing, and he is paralyzed on the ground, unable to move at all.

Fu Xinyue noticed that something was wrong with Fu Yuxing's state, but Fu Yuxing was the only one in the room, and there was no one else.

The scratches on the neck were consistent with the marks on Fu Yuxing's hands. After thinking about it, Fu Xinyue still felt that it was Fu Yuxing's own tossing.

"You are... going too far! Let me find a doctor for you." While complaining, she helped Fu Yuxing to sit on the edge of the bed with difficulty.

Fu Yuxing slowed down, grabbed Fu Xinyue's hand, and refused to let her go.

Fu Xinyue looked at him in confusion, "What's wrong, what's wrong?"

"No, don't go to the doctor..." Bursts of broken and hoarse voices came out of Fu Yuxing's throat, as if the sound was rubbed in the gravel, making one's scalp numb.

Hearing this, Fu Xinyue smiled ambiguously, "Why, I'm afraid people will find out that you made yourself into this?"

Fu Yuxing's eyes were still blurry, and he could hardly see Fu Xinyue's face clearly, but the tinnitus eased somewhat.

Barely hearing Fu Xinyue's words clearly, Fu Yuxing knew he had misunderstood, but he didn't bother to explain, "Call, call Master Mu..."

Fu Xinyue knew that Wan Qing and Fu Yuxing had a relationship with a wood master, but...

"What are you calling Master Mu for at this time?" Fu Xinyue didn't understand.

Fu Yuxing shook his head slightly, endured the pain and said: "Here, there is a ghost here, call, tell Master Mu to come..."

As Fu Yuxing said, trembling with difficulty, he took out the phone from his pocket and handed it to Fu Xinyue.

Fu Xinyue took it over with eyes full of doubts, "Is there a ghost?" She laughed and said, "Yu Xing, have you watched too many ghost movies? Ah? Do you believe in such supernatural things?"

Fu Yuxing was dying of anxiety. He stared at Fu Xinyue fiercely, gritted his teeth and said, "There really is a ghost! Quick, call Master Mu!"

Fu Xinyue was taken aback by his red, swollen, bloodshot eyes. Under Fu Yuxing's threatening gaze, she muttered: "Dia Da Da, why don't you just make a phone call, anyway, there are no ghosts in this world, so call me." It's no use..."

Whispering, she turned on Fu Yuxing's cell phone, found Master Mu's contact information, and called.

(End of this chapter)